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by C. S. Lewis
THERE WAS A BOY CALLED EUSTACE CLARENCE Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
by C. S. Lewis
HABIA UNA VEZ CUATRO NINOS CUYOS nombres eran Pedro, Susana, Edmundo y Lucia.
by C. S. Lewis
This is a story about something that happened long ago when your grandfather was a child.
by C. S. Lewis
This is a story about something that happened long ago when your grandfather was a child.
by Kenneth Grahame
The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring cleaning his little home.
by Arthur C. Clarke
Behind every man now alive stand thirty ghosts, for that is the ratio by which the dead outnumber the living.
by W. E. B. Du Bois
En este libro subyacen muchas cuestiones que, estudiadas con paciencia, pueden mostrar el extraño significado de ser neg...
by Victor Hugo
In 1815 Monsieur Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of Digne.
by Arthur Conan Doyle
IN THE YEAR 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...
by Bible
Genesis appropriately stands as the first book of the OT and serves as an essential introduction to the whole Bible.
by Ovid
The classics were the raw material of the English Renaissance; to write in the sixteenth century meant to engage in dial...
by Harriet A. Jacobs
Eu nasci escrava, mas nunca soube disso até que seis anos de uma infância feliz tivessem se passado.
by Jane Austen
IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledge, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
"THIS is the story that Miguel de Cervantes, Spaniard, published in 1605, which the world has been reading again and aga...
by Alexandre Dumas
ON the 24th of February, 1815, the watch-tower of Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the arrival of the three-master Phara...
by Kahlil Gibran, R. Black
Al-Mustafa, der Auserwählte und der Geliebte, der seiner Zeit ein Morgenrot war, hatte zwölf Jahre lang in der Stadt Orf...
by Eleanor Hodgman Porter, Porter
Miss Polly Harrington entered her kitchen a little hurriedly this June morning.
by Stephen King
The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years-if it ever did end-began, so far as I know or can tell, w...